i want nothing from you [14 Nov 2005|02:42pm] she smokes like a fucking chimney it's disgusting and beautiful and when she wraps those candy lips around that candy stick it just means so many other things. post comment

i never said dont go [18 May 2005|01:39pm] we get high in backseats ofcars we break into mobile homes we go to sleep to shakeappeal never wake.up alone & thats the way we get by 1 comment|post comment

[08 May 2005|01:19pm] i hate infatuation. post comment

not like the rest [03 Mar 2005|09:29am] lookthroughherlike a piece of glass post comment

then the words come like arunawaytrain [25 Feb 2005|01:57pm] just hold on love even when i scream-and-fight even when i.swear i don't love you hold on tight 1 comment|post comment

[03 Feb 2005|12:43pm] marla's philosophy on life was that she could die at any moment. the tragedy was that she didn't. 1 comment|post comment

[31 Jan 2005|01:18pm] save me from this love affair with broken hearts before it's too late. save me or save yourself. post comment

looking for action [10 Jan 2005|04:04pm] Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul. I just want to shave my head, and lie in bed all day long. 1 comment|post comment

today. idon'tfeelpretty. [05 Jan 2005|04:06pm] makeitblackbaby.let it bleed. in the end we all know black-bleeds into everycoloranyways post comment

junkie [10 Nov 2004|06:08pm] mama says she knows what im going to be when i grow up. 3 comments|post comment

i want a boy whose too sad to give a fuck [08 Nov 2004|01:21pm] but you... write such pretty words. - but life's no story book. love is an excuse to get hurt -and to hurt. ..do you like to hurt? "i do. I DO." then hurt me. 1 comment|post comment

get it out [05 Nov 2004|01:57pm] been trying hard trying to understand myself express thoughts and ideas uncover some meaning find something more i've created a world, just for me it has a white background and dull, black letters consistently appear it's quite amazing but it's still just another world and i'm still me, struggling to understand but this, i'm told, is just a stage of life ...all the more reason to chronicle this journey because it means more than any book ever written by the end of all this, there'll be words words that mark the end of my writing words that tell the world what i've learned but until then i'll just have to put up with this not quite complete or whole but i'm getting it out even if no one listens 3 comments|post comment

[01 Nov 2004|01:48pm] [ mood | blank ] [ music | the cure ] i would give anything not to care so much. 1 comment|post comment

[17 Oct 2004|03:20pm] 1 comment|post comment

[12 Oct 2004|09:52am] no time for romance because romance is fucking shit fuck the kisses; fuck the hugs ill never live long enough for you to call me baby ill be dead before anyone can chain me. 1 comment|post comment

only fairy tales tell tales [03 Aug 2004|01:29am] do you know that feeling that you get, when you see him everyday You’re purposely passing by him just to say hi, that one-second worth of eye contact, just knowing that he sees you, or maybe it’s the other girl behind you. Until he –stops and you feel that tap on your shoulder, only turning around to see him smiling and picking up the shit you dropped (bah what an idiot i am) “that’s okay it was my fault, so what sup?” “Umm...” she looks down at her feet and bites her lip Then the phone rings. He’ll smile –slowly walk away looking back at you every so often thinking you can’t see him. But you can, in fact you’re looking back at him too. Every single day routine, never gets any further it seems. remember when we got drunk and laid out side by my car? yeah, it was only you and me. Still nothing happened. Nothing ever happens –it seems. Maybe he actually respects her. Yeah, the other ones never were this distant. Maybe he’s not use to this feeling of being wanted? “Maybe it’s me…” she always thought. Her being use to being fucked around and put back when the boy was done. days passed, as did the girl’s feelings. She was tired of waiting, of being confused and turning other guys down... yeah, just for you. He’s confused; she’s confused. So what’s the fucking point? Confusion never gets us anywhere m’dear. When it’s love you gotta hurry up and grab it when you have a chance. she was walking by one day, avoiding as much eye contact with the boy as possible. Until she felt a tapping on her shoulder, she turned around he said “hey” “..oh. hi.” she looked down at her shoes as she bit her lip. “I’m sorry... bad habit I guess.” She blushed. And stuttered as she said. the boy lifted up her chin looked her in the eyes and kissed her. “oh by the way. I think it’s cute when you bite your lip. I always noticed you, and I always will. it was always a challenge not to.” he said. she never knew what to say she smiled. and kissed him back. 2 comments|post comment

[01 Aug 2004|11:23pm] why am i attracted to sluts? post comment

underage [30 Jul 2004|01:28am] there is a pretty girl of the Face of the magazine. and all I can see are my dirty hands turning the page. 1 comment|post comment

[05 Jul 2004|05:18pm] all the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily and i try but i'm not convincing your lips, they pout and twist and i die trying just to keep myself from kissing you. you take in everything with a certainty i envy it's somehow all i need just keep me guessing please darling, all of these awkwardjumpstartstalling conversations mean much more to me than anything- .:straylight run:. post comment

[28 Jun 2004|11:13pm] i'm waiting for this spinning to stop cause' baby i'm not hiding anything. post comment

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